42 Returning Echo | Dropped Hairband
Jiang Yu is not feeling well.
Ning Sicheng not only went crazy in the dormitory, but also did not spare Jiang Yu on WeChat.
As a professional spectator, Su Tian stood beside Jiang Yu and kept repeating the news he had received loudly.
"Baby Jiang Yu, are you there?"
"I'm sorry, I caused you trouble before. I owe you an apology."
"But I still like you, can we meet?"
…
Su Tian was puzzled. He had been listening to these stories of unrequited love for two days. Was it because the feng shui was bad when he went abroad?
But after taking a look at the policewoman next to me, I felt that it made some sense.
Even though the policewoman's hair showed that she didn't understand, didn't accept, and didn't want to care.
Su Tian said: "After so many years, people still miss you, so say a few nice words to them."
Jiang Yu felt that the sunlight at this moment was much more turbid. He smiled bitterly, seeing through everything and said, "Believe it or not, no matter what you reply, you will still receive these words."
Su Tianyang laughed out loud, "Then I'll reply to you?"
Jiang Yu asked, "What do you want to say in return?"
Su Tian's mouth curled up, and he typed out a few words at lightning speed: [I'm married.]
Sent it out.
Jiang Yu: “…”
He is really good.
After waiting for a few seconds, Su Tian saw the information on the screen explode again.
Ning Sicheng: [Don't lie to me, I know you're avoiding me.]
【Isn't it enough for me to say sorry to you? 】
【I like you, please give me another chance. 】
"..." Su Tian was a little impatient with the out-of-control person and said, "Typical! This is an act that disrupts positive social trends!"
It was visible to the naked eye that his face turned from pale to blue, and then from blue to white.
Jiang Yu took the phone from his hand, tilted his head and smiled coldly: "You are still naive, don't take it seriously, don't take it too seriously."
Just then, news about Lin Weifeng arrived.
Jiang Yu said without hiding anything: "I have a very good memory. Even if it was a one-night stand, I can still remember who was next to me."
Lin Weifeng: “…”
His solar plexus pulsed wildly as his phone vibrated.
He added: [Don't let your sweetheart back home know about this.]
Lin Weifeng's fingers were restless in front of the screen: [I'll look for you next time, but I won't tell him.]
Jiang Yu was now serious and said, "See you later. I'll come find you."
The venue for the dinner was chosen to be the Yuangong Cultural Center nearby. Lin Weifeng went there with her hair loose and a suit jacket over her dress.
The corridor is bright, the lights are bright, and the music is melodious.
At the entrance of the cultural center, Meng Lu was standing there in a black velvet dress, flicking the ashes from her cigarette.
Lin Weifeng approached slowly.
Meng Lu's eyes were light and she deliberately drove her away: "People who don't smoke, stay away."
Lin Weifeng put his hands behind his back and asked, "When did I ever listen to your orders?"
Meng Lu continued to take a few puffs in silence, looking towards the fir trees not far away, her eyes flickering to her toes. She asked, "Standing so close, do you have anything to say?"
"Thank you." Lin Weifeng smiled happily.
This smile made Meng Lu frown deliberately: "Thank me for touching your things?"
As for Meng Lu, even the healed scars must be mentioned.
In fact, they are all broken tricks that kill one hundred enemies but hurt yourself three thousand.
Lin Weifeng said, "You saw what happened last night. If you can really do it, just take it away. It's annoying."
Meng Lu curled the corners of her mouth, flicked the ash with her other hand, and blew a puff of smoke towards the side where Lin Weifeng was not.
She is also annoyed.
"Xing Zhou thanked you yesterday. I thought I could piss you off a little," Meng Lu paused, "Smart people are still smart at the critical moment."
"I just thank you for your 'objective reporting'. I'm not that smart."
Meng Lu smiled slightly.
Lin Weifeng said: "You didn't say much during dinner last night."
"He hasn't even finished emptying his mind yet, what can others say?"
Lin Weifeng said suddenly: "Indeed."
The moon was above the treetops, but the sky seemed bright and could never get darker.
Meng Lu looked at the moon and thought for a while.
The last time Lin Weifeng stood so close to her was at the beginning of college, and then they grew further and further apart.
In fact, she is not someone who can face the past calmly. She is twisted, jealous, and competitive. The harsh words she said to Lin Weifeng in the past few days were her true intentions, not a joke.
But can anyone really resist a well-intentioned friend? Can anyone really resist an unreasonable trust? At least Meng Lu can't do it to the extreme.
Especially these days, especially the phrase "I need your help."
She would occasionally think back on what she had done, and believed that only at this age could she stop pretending, but Lin Weifeng had already done it.
Meng Lu had lost this friendship of both enemies and friends once, and this time, she wanted to try to catch it.
Try to feel the feeling of making peace with friends, maybe it will be nice.
So she wrote a report overnight, being quiet but with ulterior motives.
The cigarette was finished and Meng Lu glanced at her.
"I'm afraid I might say something that might disappoint myself," she emphasized. "I'm not thinking about you."
"Disappointed?" Lin Weifeng asked sharply, "Do you have water in your brain?"
“…”
Lin Weifeng pointed it out to her: "Isn't it just that you still like him?"
"It's not really love..." Meng Lu raised her chin, "It's more of a feeling, but words can't express it."
Lin Weifeng joked, "It's like being addicted to doing bad things."
“…”
When she jokes, her expression may not change at all, but it can touch people's hearts.
This is what annoyed Meng Lu about her.
However, Meng Lu had to agree: "You're right, when I'm with Yang Xiuqi, I don't have to be so open and don't have to try too hard to please him, because he's not a good-for-nothing, and neither am I."
"You are," Lin Weifeng emphasized, "a good guy."
Meng Lu laughed at herself and said, "I took him back to my hotel last night."
"It should be."
"I thought I could be so bad, the kind with no bottom line."
"What's the result?"
"In the end, I just slightly modified what he said when he was mad at you and told him again."
"How did he react?"
"You said you don't like me." Meng Lu smiled.
Lin Weifeng kept spouting nonsense: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so in a fit of rage, you wrote an article that could help me?"
Meng Lu said, "Don't show off."
The two smiled.
Lin Weifeng could sense the clarity that Meng Lu had accumulated over the years, so he leaned closer and said, "Yang Xiuqi is a smart man. He went crazy yesterday just to end his relationship with me. You'll have another chance in the future."
“What kind of opportunity could he have, if he had willingly come to Jingjiang to be a notary public?”
Meng Lu refuted her, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her words that was not directed at her.
Lin Weifeng said: "Before solving a problem, you should first discover and raise the problem. Look, you are already thinking about how to cross the future."
Meng Lu hesitated and swallowed everything he wanted to say.
She is right.
Xing Zhou got out of the car and walked over. From a distance, he entered the scene with the words "Have you added me on WeChat?"
Lin Weifeng knew that this was a teasing to her, so she took advantage of the chaos, opened the WeChat QR code, pointed the screen at Meng Lu, and said "hmm".
Meng Lu's thick false eyelashes fluttered with her eyelids. She looked down at Lin Weifeng and shook her head.
“…”
Tsundere.
Xing Zhou walked up to them with a smile, and the three of them walked towards the banquet hall.
The music gradually became louder, and the huge crystal chandelier above cast several shadows, making the corridor floor clearly bright and dark.
Before entering the banquet hall, Lin Weifeng and Meng Lu went to the bathroom.
The shadows of the two people were cast on the bright ground in front of the pool, and a familiar little object on the ground was right in their sight.
Meng Lu picked it up and said to Lin Weifeng, "Isn't this your hairband?"
Lin Weifeng took it and frowned slightly: "I lent it to Zhou Rui, maybe she dropped it."
After returning to the banquet hall, Meng Lu began socializing with the people from the International Cultural Exchange Office.
Lin Weifeng subconsciously looked for Zhou Rui, but didn't see her.
She walked to Xing Zhou, turned her head and asked, "Did Zhou Rui come to see you?"
"No." Xing Zhou answered readily.
"Did you see her?"
"I came with you. You didn't see it, but I can?"
On the red tablecloth, various glass bottles filled with different varieties of brandy are covered in dust, and the yellow one is particularly eye-catching.
Lin Weifeng lowered his eyebrows and looked at it, and was silent for a moment.
This yellow color gave her an indescribable sense of familiarity and fear.
She recalled that at the cocktail party the night before the Lanxi auction, there was also a complicated conflict of interests and undercurrents because of the pornographic "Wenyuan Encyclopedia".
Gradually, the fear pieced together details that the brain would never have noticed.
During the days she came to Nandun, she always wore this blue and purple hairband.
Also, she took a photo with Chen Bangjie wearing this hairband.
She didn't think about why she wanted to take a photo at the time. She just wanted to leave a souvenir of the partnership.
But Chen Bangjie's attitude today didn't seem to indicate that he was too eager to get to know her. He even wanted to send the contract directly to Sister Sheng Xin.
"Something's wrong," she said.
Xing Zhou took a sip of the fruit wine and said, "Something's wrong. The wine is poisonous."
Lin Weifeng couldn't explain clearly, so he said, "You keep an eye on Zhou Rui. I'll go find her. Contact me anytime."
"Hello--"
Xing Zhou knew that her expression showed that she was going to do something serious, but he couldn't guess what she meant specifically, so he stood there with a frown.
He then took out his cell phone, opened the chat box with Zhou Rui, and wanted to call her.
But he discovered that a quarter of an hour ago, Zhou Rui sent him a string of garbled letters.
Lin Weifeng didn't know where he got the courage from at that time, but he chose to look around in the dark and enclosed spaces.
No matter how uncertain she was, the glint in those dark eyes showed no sign of timidity.
Just like that day when I was walking on the road to search for the Wenyuan Encyclopedia.
The music in the hall gradually faded away. Lin Weifeng hummed the Anti-Japanese War March to give himself courage, and silently repeated Jiang Yu's words in his heart:
See you later, I'll come find you.
She was just about to send something to Jiang Yu to hint at her situation.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Rui's words came from a secret compartment beside her:
"Lin Weifeng, leave quickly! They want to kill you!"
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